A public durational performance installation.
I fill a small space with cables, mounds and mounds of tangled cables, cables that work, are useful and very valuable - if they weren't all tangled together. In their current state they are obsolete and have been left to gather dust. I sort them out, I keep going until they are all done. On display to the public, they can see the show progression throughout the day.
It takes 8 hours.
Some observations from during the performance:
09:45 - People on their way to work watch as I fill the window with cables.
10:00 - More cables than I'd realised. Now that I'm in the door won't open, I'm more or less trapped.
11:10 - It's quite therapeutic, following the cables as they weave in and out of each other. A massive puzzle.
12:15 - 2 hours in and the hooks I was hanging untangled cables on has just fallen down. Now I'm sorting on top of the mess, doesn't feel or look like any progress.
13:00 - I usually get really frustrated and impatient untangling cables, but I know I'm here for the long run so just taking it slow, taking my time and enjoying the task.
13:10 - People on their lunch break come to see my progress and sympathise with me.
14:45 - Everything here is so obsolete unplugged, unable to serve it's purpose, simply because it's tangled and no one has the time to untangle them.
15:10 - Considering all the other potential uses for these cables, I could weave them together on a loom?
15:33 - My hands are really hurting, rope burn, dust, and a few sharp broken wires.
16:30 - I'm starting to rush now, didn't think it would take this long. Doesn't seem to be getting much easier.
17:10 - Rushing, hurts even more.
17:33 - All the people that passed on their way to work this morning starting to come by again, does it look like I've made any progress?
Camden People's Theatre - Jan 2016
One of the artists' window take over as part of the 'Whose London is it Anyway?' Festival